Seeing him remain silent while smiling wildly, Alvine scrapes his throat and continues. "Finally, let's go back to the facts." He then puts his index and middle finger on his forehead while closing his eyes.
Slowly but gradually, a small colorless rope comes out of his forehead and wraps around his two fingers.
From the external appearance, the thread looked like a small tuft of bristles in his palm, but both knew what it was.
"I would like you to see for yourself my choices and decisions until that moment; about your decision, I would be able to make the choice." He said while handing the tuft of silks to the shadows.
The latter did not accept Alvine's request in the first place; not to mention taking it, he did not even take a look at it.
[I am you, and you know it more than anyone else; how will my decision be useful to you? It's a waste of time.]
"I know, and I sincerely hope that you can tell me the same thing after visualizing this new life that I had thanks to you," Alvine answered back calmly without losing his cold blood.
"You are me, but not the current self; it's the difference between you and me. Thanks to my new powers, I can exterminate you, but you who wanted to get everything I currently have, except two or three things I have not yet had, you deserve to share this moment with me." He persists in hoping to get what he wants from his shadow.
[...Very well, in this case, I have nothing to refuse from myself; even if it is only an unnecessary whim.]
Finally, he accepts Alvine's gift and swallows it suddenly without finesse.
Seeing this, Alvine closes his eyes and meditates while waiting for his alter-ego to finish the process of assimilating his memories.
'By thinking about everything that has just been said in recent hours, I can confirm some of my theories. Starting with the existence of another universe independent of ours.
Independent universes are different from parallel worlds or copies; if I am not mistaken, they must obey different rules from this one. The form of energy, the stage of cultivation, and the beings who live there must have nothing to do with us.
But if it is a universe created by the same entity, i.e. our creator, it must therefore have similarities with the world I know.
But this theory is based solely on the fact that there is a barrier between us and this universe. And who says a barrier, says an end; thus, the universe will not be infinite. All this is of particular interest.
I would like to visit the place and get an idea of what awaits me on the other side, but I don't have this luxury. So let's forget this plan.
-The best thing is to know the laws of this other universe before anything else. It's even more important, did this bastard say true when he announced that COD was also there? Even if he did not say that directly, he claimed to be the gorilla of this prison; and who says watchdog, says a master.
And that's not all, he also said that he would be in second place to enjoy the show. These two details lead me to believe that he is not the master of the place.
But since he refused to provide me with relevant information on the subject, I can only forget any idea of verification; again and again, this plan is shitty.
Moreover, there is one point that puzzled me at the beginning; it concerns this war. I know well, and from the beginning, that His plan was not really to be the mediator of this war, but to take advantage of the tension to trap us.
Having no other choice, I created a hostility between me and Isolet to push him (the mediator) to show his true intentions. But now that it's done, I'm even more lost.
If one of us withdraws into this dimension, then there will be no more war, since the balance will be restored. But it's only an illusion, there is necessarily an eel under the rock.
'Don't tell me he's going...-
Before he finishes his speculation, the shadow in front of him replies...
[I would go in your place.]
-!!
Fortunately for him, he was sitting on the chair; otherwise his destination would be on the ground.
"No! You're not going anywhere! You will stay here and serve me as a substitute." He retorts instantly.
Hearing this bullshit coming from the most unexpected, the shadow instantly turns into a demonic and intimidating silhouette about 328,084 feet.
He then looks at Alvine under him like an insect that he could crush with a simple pinching.
[You are very bold to dare to make me such a proposal.] He roars as if he were the element of thunder.
But Alvine was not intimidated by his titanic size.
Suddenly, his black coat tore on his body following the appearance of his scales and draconian wings on his back.
He also turned into a demon no less intimidating than his alter-ego.
The two did not have to worry about being cramped since they were in their rooms; in other words, all that was most abnormal.
[Do you want to settle this in a duel?] This time, Alvine also expresses himself in the ancestral language, that is, the language spoken before the era of the gods.
[KHEH... KHEHEHEHE! Are you sure you're fighting me? You have become too harmless to face someone like me.]
[...Who are you to decide that?]
[I am the person who has never conceded a single defeat in his assets, unlike you.]
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Outside, even the two imposing titans who were in front of Alvine's door and who could intimidate anyone by simple visual contact, had chills when they felt the pressure of Alvine and his alter-ego.
In addition, Askald who was constantly busy with paperwork instead of Alvine, and Fy who trained like crazy in Fortress's new training room; going to Azalea who quietly meditated in her apartments, all without exception had the same reaction as the two titans in front of Alvine's doors.
Unable to let this mystery continue, they all oozed toward Alvine's room.
But with the instructions that Alvine had given to the two giants, not sure that they could cross the thresholds of the door to have the privilege of meeting their two masters.